Peerless Daoist

Five billion spirit stones is an astronomical figure for casual cultivators.

If there is such a large-scale cash flow, it is enough to buy a property and settle down.

Han Zhengsu is very courageous in his work, if he is an ordinary casual cultivator, it is absolutely impossible to receive such treatment. However, Lu Yu saved his daughter after all, and Han Zhengsu must of course make an equivalent return.

"Patriarch Han, I appreciate your kindness, but Ling Ai has already paid the fee, so it is inconvenient for me to charge more."

Lu Yu waved his hand and chose to refuse.

He has no shortage of money.

The only thing in the Han family that he can pay attention to is the classics of Wen Sheng.

"What do you mean I paid the reward?" Han Zhengsu looked at his daughter.

Han Xinju said: "Father, I have already given the ancestor's "Dragon Talk" to Master Lu!"

"You! Sigh! How can you give such a precious thing to others at will?" Han Zhengsu said through voice transmission with an anxious look on his face.

Han Xinrou spoke bluntly: "At the beginning, our ancestors deliberately left some pens and inks, so that my Han family could use pens and inks in exchange for benefits to tide over the difficulties. Besides, Master Lu's cultivation is advanced, he is definitely worthy of Wen Sheng's pens and inks!"

"As a casual cultivator, just give me some money. It's not worth the literary sage's pen and ink! You should tell me what to say about you!" Han Zhengsu was obviously very angry, but he still loved his daughter very much after all, and he was still not angry.

Both of them transmitted sound with spiritual thoughts, which seemed to be hidden, but they couldn't escape Lu Yu's perception.

Lu Yu's expression remained the same. He has not revealed his true identity now, and it is normal for him to be looked down upon.

And Lu Yu had specifically asked Han Xinrou not to reveal his identity outside.

"Patriarch Han, if I lose, I will return the nobleman's "Long Shuo" without taking any money." Lu Yu said lightly.

"Forget it, my gentleman of the Han family said that since I gave it to you as a gift, there is absolutely no reason to want it back." Han Zhengsu sighed, shook his head and left.

Lu Yu couldn't help but look at Han Zhengsu more, he really has a lot of heart to be the head of the Han family.

"Master Lu, I'm sorry, Dad is too anxious. Although my Han family moved to Ruyi City, I still don't have a piece of property to make a living. This time, the Ten Thousand Merchants Conference is very important, and there must be no loss."

Han Xinrou apologized and saluted Lu Yu.

Lu Yu smiled faintly and waved his hand, how could he take this matter to heart.

"Master Lu, you're here." Han Rong also stepped out from the crowd of elders and said respectfully to Lu Yu.

Lu Yu nodded. At that time, when the Han family caravan was on its way to Ruyi City, Lu Yu also pointed out to Han Rong, and Han Rong regarded Lu Yu as a god for a while.

"With Master Lu in charge, my Han family is invincible this time!" Han Rong said happily.

"Invincible? What a big tone!"

In the distance, there was a burst of cold laughter.

"Who!" A sullen look flashed across Han Rong's face.

She is an elder of the Han family, and she is an unambiguous existence in the Han family on weekdays, but she was contradicted here.

But when she turned her head, her face suddenly changed, and the scolding that was about to blurt out was swallowed back again.

An old man in rich brocade clothes slowly walked over. He still held two Wenwan walnuts in his hands. His face was rich and graceful, and a look of pride flashed in his eyes.

"Hahaha, it turns out to be Master Ye, please come in quickly!"

Not far away, hearty laughter came, and Han Zhengsu walked quickly.